My Unusual Troll

My Unusual Troll desperately looked for a cucumber that they would often worship. It is an unusual operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who considered that this idea is simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber being the thing selected.

My Unusual Troll carried a piece of paper that they would cuddle. It would be a fairly odd activity, to you, but not to the Troll, who thinks that this idea is sublime. Who would have thought, a piece of paper would be the thing that was selected.

My Unusual Troll needed a chocolate bar that they sometimes throw. This seems to be a fairly odd undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who thinks that it was in fact, miraculous. Who would have imagined, a chocolate bar was the thing that was chosen.

My Unusual Troll desperately looked for a crown that they would sometimes cuddle. One might say this is a fairly astonishing approach to life, to my children, but not to the Troll, who considered it would be breathtaking. Bizarrely, a crown was the item that was chosen.

My Unusual Troll desired a stretchman that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was a fairly strange action, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who thinks that it was in fact, amazing. Who would have imagined, a stretchman was the item that was selected.

My Unusual Troll needed a bag of flour that they liked to put down their trousers. This is certainly a fairly new action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who feels that this idea was entertaining. Remarkably, a bag of flour was the chosen thing.